Don't Forget to Lock Doors
At 2:00 AM, Madeleine arrived at her apartment, accompanied by her friends, Lauren and Sarah. They had just finished attending a fraternity party at a nearby college. They were all tired and slight drunk, sporting those radiant grins typically associated with an exciting night full of dancing, chitchat, and an unbridled dose of fun. After they made their way inside, the ladies shared a hearty chuckle, expressing their enthusiasm for a refreshing shower that would wash away the sweat, dust, and god knows what else that clung to them from the previous night. Sarah was first in the shower and retreated to her room, leaving Lauren and Madeleine to patiently wait their turn. Unbeknownst to the laughing duo, they had left the front door open, allowing access to a devilishly depraved stranger.
A boy who lived nearby and was familiar with the situation bolted up as he saw the door and realized the opportunity it possessed. He had overheard the girls chattering and even noted the shower running in the distance. The man knew that one of the girls was presently showering, and the other two were engaged in their nonsense, completely unaware of anything happening around them. Using his advantage, he maneuvered with speed and determination as he seized a heavy roll of duct tape lurking in his pack. This would play a significant part in the intricate plan that was about to unfold on unsuspecting Lauren.
Lauren stated, "Ah, crap! I'm all out of juice! I'm going to go charge it. I'll be back." After standing from the sofa, Lauren confronted the challenges of remaining upright, stumbling unwillingly for a moment. This relaxed and tousled boy seized the moment. He coughed softly, then sneaked along the hallway strait towards Lauren's room, his prey in his sights. The ladies were still so involved in their giggles and stories that Sarah didn't hear the door open behind her.
The invader stood motionless outside the doorway. The back of Lauren was turned to him, her eyes lost in the task of plugging in her mobile phone. The intruder slowly approached and ready to attack, he pushed against her back, nearly throwing her to the ground. The boy instantly handgagged Lauren, overpowering her mind with adrenaline as he raised her and placed her on his bed, then positioned her head towards the pillow to muffle her scream.
Despite Lauren's feeble attempts at maintaining composure, her captor cared little, casually using his knee to forcefully restrain her head with the pillow. They, after all, didn't want to alarm their friend, Sarah, who was still in the shower. He wrapped his knees around her body and began to tape her wrists behind her back. With his customary precision, he fetched a pair of stockings and stuffed them deep into Lauren's mouth—roughly at first—then taped her lips shut twice to secure her screaming mouth.
Lauren only managed, "Mmmmpppphhhh" as this stranger savagely taped her. The pale, intimidating intruder moved on to Sarah's knees and elbows and wrapped them in stirringly swift tape until satisfied with his work, satisfied he was. After witnessing Madeleine and Sarah's helpless attempts at freeing themselves from the tape while He moved back into the hallway to plan his next move.
Lauren and Sarah grunted and writhed in their kitchen chairs, bound together by their assailant. They both felt helpless in their situation, weighed down by their drinks, their skin-tight dresses and the rope wrapped lazily around their bodies. Madeleine's blue eyes widened a bit as the kidnapper approached her, eyes watering, lips shaped suggestively. He ultimately chose to double her tape on her arms, legs, and broke her confidence, tearing the concept of "safety" of her home apart.
Madeleine couldn't help but wiggle a bit in her bound state as the man left the room to hide in the shadows, waiting. The two girls strained, attempting to scream to Sarah, who although cleaned and pretty in her pink towel, but were met with delirium. The sound was unrecognizable because of their gags. They couldn't warn Sarah for long, for they too, had been caught in a deceptive web of terror set to devour any possible hope of rescue.
Sarah, whose shower had only just ended, emerged from the bathroom, towel wrapped around her body as droplets fell from her dark hair. As she stepped out, alone now, the attacker took his cover into the shadows, eager for his last target. [
Madeleine and Sarah lay immobile in their living room, "Mmmmpppph" mumbled the two girls in pain, attempting to warn Sarah. Sarah's attempted escape was swiftly over as the boy nabbed the duct tape in front of her.
"Mmmmpppppphhhh!" Sarah blurted out in panic, her poetic warning was all but futile.
Madeleine struggled slightly as he directed her towards a chair, then he bound her to it with rope. It was as if their lives all following the same script, the next girl would be unable to escape the wrath of the assailant. Sarah helplessly sat in a chair, corseted.
Sarah strolled down the hallway in pursuit of her friends, Madeleine and Lauren. She heard noise emanating from the room where they were last seen, a muffled cacophony that suggested trouble. Upon reaching the doorway, she found her two friends restrained and gagged, with tape binding them to chairs. Madeleine's face was slightly less obscured by her gag than Lauren's, who had a legging shoved in her mouth. Her clothes had been scattered about, her left breast visible due to a breach in the outfit.
"What happened?!" Sarah shouted, lunging to untie her companions.
As she moved closer, the girls cried out, attempting to warn her of their attacker. But she had not been quick enough and was tackled to the ground by the assailant. The same scarf she had left in the kitchen was used to mute her protests, as he wound it around her head several times before securing it at the back with a knot. The struggle ensued, with Lauren and Madeleine forced to witness Sarah's escalating predicament. The kidnapper even had the audacity to remove her towel, exposing her body while he tied her down.
Helplessly, Sarah found herself turned over to face the attacker, who restrained her on the table. Duct tape took its place around her mouth. Her hands had been taped in front of her, but the flimsy security was quickly undermined by his rope-tensioning method, rendering her in a light hogtie.
When he had completed his task, he took a step back and basked in admiration, admired his work. He retrieved his phone and rang his roommate, who was also his cousin. A moment later, a knock sounded at the door, and the kidnapper answered it. His compatriot, a boy of similar age and appearance, replete with blazing red hair and green eyes, peered in.
"Dude! How's this even possible?!" Redhead started to exclaim before he was cut off, then incredulous as his cousin narrated the dissolute trio's carelessness in allowing their apartment door to be open to strangers.
"So, what's the plan?" querying his fellow villain.
"We'll entertain ourselves for a bit." his cousin offered before opening the photo application on his phone.
They found entertainment in photographing the bound and gagged girls in various compromising positions - Madeleine's dress dangling, revealing her bared breasts, and Sarah, in a hogtie on the table, with the captors' foul drawings above her. There was even a photo of Madeleine and Laura tied and gagged, their pressed lips resembling a kiss.
"It's absolutely clear we own you now, ladies," the brunette stated, lovingly perusing the pictures he had taken.
Laura and Madeleine simply glared back, well aware of their powerlessness.
His cousin considered their situation. "We've got to attend class in the morning, so we'll have to take our leave," he stated. "But we'll come back tomorrow to resume our game, only if all three of you accept our ownership. Then we might as well share these photos all across the campus and beyond this apartment building."
With all three girls nodding save for Sarah thrashing, the cousins made good their escape.
Sarah was subsequently freed from her hogtie and led to the hallway closet. Instead of the conventional ropes, she was secured to the hangar bar by more tape. Madeleine was dragged into her own room and shoved into her tiny closet where numerous garments and a filing cabinet created tight quarters. Lastly, the smallest of the trio, Laura, had the misfortune of not getting a closet. She was imprisoned beneath the sink's cabinets. The cousins revived the tape and secured Madeleine and Lauren's heads tightly together, forcing them into a kiss. After doing away with the pillows, the storage closets were closed.
"Sweet dreams, ladies," one of the assailants offered before the door to their lair was shut and they were left in silence.
Note: This narrative or any of the content depicted shouldn't be perceived as symbolic of any endorsement or encouragement for illicit actions. This is purely a fabrication and remains as such.
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